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As the ship moved through the Sea of Marmara towards the legendary city of Constantinople, Matthew Fairchild felt like a new man. He was on the deck of a luxurious ocean liner with a newfound soulmate beside him, the dark-haired French Shadowhunter Sylvain Verlac. James and Cordelia were waiting at the dock for him, and Matthew couldn’t wait to introduce his new boyfriend to them.
He held onto Sylvain’s hand, unworried about how the people around him would perceive them. Working together, they had solved a vampire murder mystery and somehow managed to not die in the process. Matthew was feeling a bit rebellious. Why should anyone care what he gets up to, or who he loves? Matthew had one life, and he was determined to make the most of it.
And so he dragged Sylvain away from the crowd towards the stairs that led to the upper deck. Matthew made sure to close the rope cordon behind them, on which he attached the ‘Deck Closed’ sign. The upper deck was deserted: it was too high up to wave at friends and relatives on land. Matthew led Sylvain towards the bow, making sure that they remained out of sight of the crew and the ship’s bridge. Oscar, Matthew’s golden retriever, busied himself with exploring the deck.
When they reached the railing at the end of the deck, Matthew spun around and cupped Sylvain’s face in his hands. He smashed his lips into Sylvain’s and the boys made out as the boat made its approach into the harbor. Their hands explored each other’s bodies urgently as they battled tongues. Sylvain moaned as Matthew palmed his hard length through his trousers. As the ship’s horn rang out, a thought crossed Matthew’s mind.
Matthew threw caution to the wind. ‘I want you to take me. Right here, right now,’ Matthew purred as he undid his trousers and dropped them to the floor.
Sylvain stared at his boyfriend, whose face was impish with glee. He rolled his eyes and then he nodded. Matthew’s cock was already hard and leaking, so Sylvain gathered Matthew’s translucent precum with his fingers, spun his boyfriend around, and applied the slick liquid to Matthew’s hole. Matthew mewled as Sylvain opened him up with his fingers. He was still loose from earlier when they had fingered each other in Matthew’s bed. He saw stars in the morning sky when Sylvain found his prostate for the second time in so many hours. Matthew spread his legs and braced his arms against the railings of the ship’s deck. He dipped his head into his arms and a moan escaped from his throat as he felt Sylvain’s flared cockhead push firmly past his rim.
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Standing beside Cordelia, James Herondale looked up as the ocean liner approached. He could feel the sensation of Matthew’s erotic pleasure through their parabatai bond. He couldn’t understand how or why Matthew would be experiencing such pleasures at this moment when his boat was about to dock. The whole situation was making James confused and hard, his cock filling out and straining against his underwear. He shuffled on the spot as he tried to rearrange himself.
A flash of blond hair waving wildly in the wind captured his attention. He looked up towards the upper deck, squinting as he tried to make out the figure he saw. It looked like Math, but there was also a second dark-haired figure behind his parabatai. The figures looked like they were jostling as if they were locked in a deep struggle. Alarmed, James drew a Precision rune, and then he immediately regretted doing so.
With his enhanced senses, he could see Sylvain thrusting rhythmically into Matthew. James knew the boy’s name was Sylvain, because his parabatai wouldn’t stop moaning Sylvain’s name.
‘Sylvain, yes, oh by the Angel yes. I love feeling you inside me, Sylvain. Oh, fuck yes Sylvain, that’s the spot. Right there, right ughhh…’ Matthew’s words turned to gibberish as his boyfriend pounded his prostate and robbed him of his usual eloquence. James blushed hard and his own cock leaked involuntarily as he witnessed his parabatai in sexual congress. He thanked the Angel sincerely for the glamours that kept all four Shadowhunters invisible to mundanes.
Cordelia peered at her husband, who had become extremely flustered. ‘James, is everything okay?’
James turned to look at her, his golden pupils blown. ‘Daisy, please help…’ He motioned to his crotch where he was bulging offensively. ‘The parabatai bond. Math’s had sex so many times before but this has never happened,’ James whispered hoarsely in a panicked voice.
Cordelia turned to look at the upper deck and she immediately understood. She guided her husband to a quiet corner of the dock where she quickly undid James’s pants. James’s hard cock and his balls spilled out of his trousers. Cordelia turned her man to face the boat. Then she stood behind James and reached around him to hold onto his stiff dick, stroking him slowly. James surrendered his body to his wife. He trusted that she had a plan.
Cordelia tilted James’s head up so his gaze was locked onto the sight of Matthew getting railed by Sylvain. ‘Doesn’t Math look good and well? That dark-haired boy is taking such good care of our Math. Is your heart full? Because mine is.’ Cordelia whispered into James’s ear as she played with his cock.
James nodded furiously. ‘Our Math, our beloved Math. He feels so full… so happy… so loved… I can feel him…’ he stuttered.
‘Good. Now show him how you feel, James. Show him you are happy for him, and that our hearts glow for him.’ Cordelia tightened her grip on James’s cock, increasing the pace of her stroking.
‘I am… I am… I’ll show him. Oh, Daisy, I’m coming…’ James whined as Cordelia squeezed his balls and he spurted his load off the side of the dock into the water below. He collapsed bonelessly backwards into his wife’s embrace, his cock dribbling and his hooded eyes still on the pair on the boat. Matthew had clearly felt James’s orgiastic pleasure, he turned Sylvain’s attention to his best friend and his wife on the dock.
‘Sylvain, that’s James with Cordelia behind him. You’ve seen the pictures, of course, but I assure you James is much more dashing and charming in person,’ Matthew rasped as Sylvain continued to thrust into him.
‘Mathieu, he’s stunning, I grant you that. But he’s not the one I love. And he’s not the one I’m about to breed,’ Sylvain whispered as his thrusts grew more erratic. Matthew’s mind short-circuited at the thought of getting inseminated by Sylvain. Matthew cried out as he came untouched, his cock jerking wildly in the air as he spilled his load.
As his cock spasmed, Matthew felt Sylvain lift him off the ground by the knees, folding him in half. Sylvain slammed the still-orgasming Matthew down on his cock several times before he, too, found his release. James watched through lidded eyes as his beloved parabatai was pumped full of cum, Sylvain’s cock pulsing as it delivered its load into Matthew’s insides.
Matthew’s head dropped backwards into the crook of Sylvain’s neck. As he mouthed tenderly at Sylvain, Sylvain turned to look at James, making eye contact with his boyfriend’s parabatai. They shared a warm smile, finding common ground in knowing that Matthew had finally found a measure of happiness.